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The moment he knelt down, my father was also stunned. Because of his anger, his flushed face instantly froze as if he had been deflated into a balloon. Ye Zichen opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but no sound came out of it several times. Finally, she remembered that he was still kneeling on the ground and had reached out to pull him up. "You're going to get up first?"

Lu Chen took my father's hand and said, "Uncle, as long as you don't let me divorce her."

"Get up and talk."

"You have to promise me first. Mu Yan and I are on the same level. Or perhaps, I feel that I am unworthy of her. "

Some people were born strong, and they carried an imposing aura with them, even though they had lived for a long time in a high position. Put them in the crowd like a crane among a flock of chickens, they are so dazzling. I have seen many things about Lu Chen, and all of them were filled with self-confidence. Even when discussing with others, there was a sense of coercion in the air.

Yet, she had never seen him with such a humble appearance. He did. It's actually for me, what ability do I have to do this? I couldn't hold back my tears any longer. It would be a lie to say that I was moved. I ran over and pulled him up. "Lu Chen, get up. I'm not worth it."

"You're worth it, you're the only one who's worth it." Lu Chen looked at me, his eyes full of seriousness.

"You get up first if I don't divorce you." I said this in a panic. I didn't realize that something was wrong. He finally stood up. I covered my nose as I felt a surge of emotions from the bottom of my heart, "You …" You guys are fine, I … I'll go cry for a while. "

"Are you alright …"

Lu Chen pulled me back, and I shook off his hand. "I told you I was going to cry for a while," I said in a loud voice.

I found my mother in the kitchen. She threw herself into her arms and cried, patting me on the back as she had when I was a little girl, saying, "You know your dad's temper, I don't even want to talk to him. If you say something important, don't be angry. Your father is afraid that you will suffer outside. "

"I... I'm not mad at my dad, and I don't know why I'm crying. "

"Then cry first, tell Mom after you cry."

His parents were always comforting him. In front of them, he could always be a child.

I cried for a long time, letting out all of my emotions.

"Alright, tell Mom what happened between you and Lu Chen. Your dad and I don't see it clearly on the news, and he wouldn't let me call you. "

I told her everything that happened from the moment I met Lu Yulin until now without missing a single detail. I had always thought this was the last time in my life that I would remember so clearly.

"In the past, when I told you not to go out, you insisted on going out. Your dad and I didn't expect you to earn that much money. We only had you. We only begged you to be safe and old." Mom wiped her eyes as she listened.

I put my arm around her waist. "I just wanted to go out and see the world. I didn't expect to meet bad people."

"Then how do you feel about Lu Chen?"

"I don't know."

Why did he fall in love with me? I would rather he had always been bad to me, leaving him much easier than feeling like he owed me now.

Looking back on it, in the beginning, besides touching on Lu Yulin's problem, he wasn't that bad either, and could be considered to be indulgent towards me. It's just that his repeated slapping of a sweet apple made me feel genuinely scared. Even when I was most dependent on him, I couldn't forget my fear of him.

"If I fell in love with Lu Chen, would you think I was despicable?" I asked, looking up at her.

Mom lovingly stroked my hair and said, "Stupid words, how can I find a parent that thinks their child is despicable."

"Where are the others?"

"We've been telling you since we were young to do our own things and not care about what others think. The days are sweet and bitter, and only you can understand it, and others don't know your difficulties. If you like him, I will feel that all the suffering you had before was just a way to be together with him. I will let you guys see that you understand him so that you can be together for a long time. If you don't like him, then it's all about letting you grow up and not being naive. It's okay. Even if you get divorced and remarried, you'll still meet the good guy you were destined to meet. Besides, even if you don't marry, we can still afford to support you. The important thing is to know what you really want and then choose carefully. "

What do I really want?

I don't know what I want. I don't know what I want.

I've never had such complex feelings for anyone. Fear and dependence contradict each other, and dependence and affection complement each other. I uncontrollably took a step forward. The next second, I reflexively wanted to retreat.

I can't help but think of the first time I saw him, snuggled up on the sofa, smoking a cigarette. I don't think I've seen him smoke for a long time.

Mom pushed me out of her arms and looked me in the eye. "Do you want to talk to him?" she asked. It's not a big deal to drag this on. It's best to end this quickly. If you really don't like it, then Mom and Dad can help you sever all ties. "

I nodded.

Mom stood up and shouted into the living room, "Old Mu, come over here. I need to talk to you about something."

Hearing that, I couldn't help but laugh. Ever since I was young, my mom always used this reason to hate my dad, and my dad would always obediently come over.

When I walked into the living room, Lu Chen was still sitting there awkwardly, like a schoolboy listening to a teacher's lecture. His eyes lit up when he saw me, then dimmed.

I walked up to him and looked at the door of the stairwell. I felt really awkward, so I bit my lips and whispered, "Your pants are covered with mud. Do you want to change it?"

"Hmm?!" After a moment of doubt, he abruptly stood up and said, "Okay."

Due to his identity, Lu Chen's attire had always been meticulous and meticulous. It was rare to find even a small wrinkle on his clothes. This kind of disheveled appearance, which was covered in mud, was probably the first time in his life that he was born into such a state.

"Where did you keep your clothes?" I asked, looking at the mess of things.

He looked at them, too, and his eyes went from one to the other, and finally he said, "I didn't bring any clothes."

"Why?" I asked, my mouth hanging open. "You don't know you can't get into my house, do you?"

"No, after I finished packing your things, I didn't have time to take care of it." He smiled apologetically.

I pointed incredulously at the pile of things and asked, "How could I have so many things on my own? Have you found the ones I stole? "

"I did find those things, but I threw them away. I bought it all over again. I bought you a lot more than you think. "